A word to the wise:
When I tell you that
I woke up at 4 am
It doesn't mean I couldn't sleep
It means I'm miserable
It means I hurt
And I guess I've brought this on myself
Seeing as though I just wanted a hug
But arms are never long enough to reach me
When I need it most
I know I'm awful
And when you tell me to smile
It feels wrong on my mouth sometimes
You seem to get exasperated telling me I look beautiful
In the pictures that I'm taking
Just to show you
I'm together
In my eyes being broken can not touch the face of beauty
And you say its to early to be sad
But you don't know its already been 5
Hours
How I've already fought back tears
While you
Were still asleep
Depression doesn't choose a time of day
Usually
I didn't want to tell you but now the minutes we're apart
Scream
We've been wasted
When all I wanted was a hug
And you just wanted a smile